Well we did it. We tied the knot, and watching all those people march down the road to the church was an amazing sight. There were over 400 people there. This would have been impossible a few months ago, but now with these new advancements we can take back our streets. Everyone came together and put o a huge festival of sorts. We had a perimeter of guards around the grounds.They were packin' thousands of ASJ rounds, and hundreds of ASJ smoke grenades. We even had a mob about forty slack-jaws the guards took care of them in a few seconds. Our proceedings went uninterpreted, and it was a beautiful ceremony. I'm so glad everyone I care about (that has survived) could make it. Allen, Zoey, Bruce, Raito, Brian, Nicky, My father, And even a bunch of friends and family from the area that survived.
The outfits they made us were so cool. They incorporated tactical gear in the most amazing ways. My tux was like no other tux before it. The vest had ammo pockets and hostlers and the pants as well. they filled the pockets and holsters with real fire arms and ASJ ammo. The jacket had a built in quiver with my compound bow and ASJ arrows in it. It also had a giant patch on the back that said "Groom".
As for my blushing bride, they gave her a similar tactical treatment, but yet they didn't sacrifice elegance. She had all the same pockets and holsters I did, but instead of a quiver, she has a holster with a Remington shot gun. We were plague chic. I think it'll be all the rage in Paris...if Paris is still there. I can't wait for that wedding photographer to get us those pics. Mainly, because just as we were getting to cutting the cake a small band of slack jaws slipped through the defense, and Evelyn and I took them out. I bet He got some good action shots in there. It was quite the day, and Tomorrow we leave for our big tour of the country. This will be my last post. I'm glad I was able to write all this for you all. If I brought hope to one person out there this was all worth it. I will be criss-crossing this broken country of ours and I hope to meet some of you. Adios for now everyone. :)
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Saturday, June 1, 2013
Epilogue: Part 2
Things didn't quite go as planned yesterday. We landed the helicopters in the parking lot of the hospital, but we saw that there was a fence around the hospital now. It was a promising sign, but when we began to get off the helicopter. We noticed that there was a severe lack of guards. This lack of people extended into the hospital. The farther we got the we went into the worse it began seeming. All the lights were off, spider-webs were everywhere and a thick layer off dust covered everything.
Just when everything seemed hopeless, we heard a shuffle, and spun around, all of us pointing our guns at a quivering man in a lab coat. He yelled, "Don't shoot." I recognized him. His name was Chuck. He was on my research team when I was developing the cure. I said, "Chuck it's me, Jake." He looked up, straightened his glasses, and recognized me. He jumped up and wrapped his arms around me. He was always a very touchy feely dude.
I managed to pry him of me, and ask him what had happened. He told me that My father moved every one to the Hotel about half a mile away. It was a huge move very dangerous, but now every family gets a one bedroom hotel room with their own bathrooms. My father also managed to find engineers to run a nearby water treatment plant, and electrical facility. That hotel is fully functional with indoor plumbing, electricity, and a full video library. These people are actually very well taken care of. Chuck made the call to my father to tell him he had a visitor.
When we made it to the hotel we were met by a series of guards. They led us to a room where they made us wait for an hour in an empty room. The guards came back and guided us to a large stage constructed in the lobby. It was decorated with strange statues and a creepy throne. they made us kneel at the stage. Suddenly these two guys start playing these large drums. and out walks my father. He looked like some tribal leader, wearing this ridiculous head piece. He walked up to the edge of the stage and jumped down to us. He said, "Welcome to my kingdom. I have built it from nothing, and I am it's sole leader. Bow before the mighty ruler of Concord! Or be sent to the pit of many slimy things." There was a long silence. Everyone froze. Why was my father acting this way. What happened while we were gone?
Just then he began laughing. He took the headpiece off, and hopped back on the stage. He wiped a tear from his eye and said, "Well, what do you think?" I asked, "about what?" he responded, " About the set. We decided to do a little production. It's a comedy about an egomaniac who begins leading a small tribal village. Think Monty Python meets Apocalypse Now." Then the president asked, "Do you do this to everyone who shows up here?" My dad looked at him, and hopped back down wiping makeup off his face. "Well, look who it is. What brings you to this neck of the woods El Presidente?" Obama looked at him and said, "I thought I'd take some time to meet with some voters." My dad chuckled and said, "Well, I didn't vote for ya." The president turns to me and says, "Like father like son, huh? Anyway, I came because I wanted to be there for your son's wedding."
My dad jumped back, and looked at me saying,"Wedding? This is how I have to find out you're engaged? From the President? You can't call once in a while? Paternal betrayal aside, who is this woman you managed to fool?" Evelyn tapped him on the shoulder. "my name is Evelyn. Nice to meet you sir." My dad turned around and looked at her then at me, then her again. He grabbed her hand with both of his, and said "Nice to meet you. Look Evelyn, I know pickin's are slim now that the apocalypse wiped out a good portion of you options, but you could still do way better, but if you're set on him then I'm glad you two decided to get married up here so I could see it. When are the festivities?" I responded, "Well were going to get married in the hospital chapel but I think I have better idea." We decided to have our wedding in the church I grew up in. It's a mile away, but with our Slack-jaw be gone we're gonna clear a path straight to that church, and have us an old fashioned wedding. We're gonna plan for the next few days and on Wednesday we're getting hitched.
Just when everything seemed hopeless, we heard a shuffle, and spun around, all of us pointing our guns at a quivering man in a lab coat. He yelled, "Don't shoot." I recognized him. His name was Chuck. He was on my research team when I was developing the cure. I said, "Chuck it's me, Jake." He looked up, straightened his glasses, and recognized me. He jumped up and wrapped his arms around me. He was always a very touchy feely dude.
I managed to pry him of me, and ask him what had happened. He told me that My father moved every one to the Hotel about half a mile away. It was a huge move very dangerous, but now every family gets a one bedroom hotel room with their own bathrooms. My father also managed to find engineers to run a nearby water treatment plant, and electrical facility. That hotel is fully functional with indoor plumbing, electricity, and a full video library. These people are actually very well taken care of. Chuck made the call to my father to tell him he had a visitor.
When we made it to the hotel we were met by a series of guards. They led us to a room where they made us wait for an hour in an empty room. The guards came back and guided us to a large stage constructed in the lobby. It was decorated with strange statues and a creepy throne. they made us kneel at the stage. Suddenly these two guys start playing these large drums. and out walks my father. He looked like some tribal leader, wearing this ridiculous head piece. He walked up to the edge of the stage and jumped down to us. He said, "Welcome to my kingdom. I have built it from nothing, and I am it's sole leader. Bow before the mighty ruler of Concord! Or be sent to the pit of many slimy things." There was a long silence. Everyone froze. Why was my father acting this way. What happened while we were gone?
Just then he began laughing. He took the headpiece off, and hopped back on the stage. He wiped a tear from his eye and said, "Well, what do you think?" I asked, "about what?" he responded, " About the set. We decided to do a little production. It's a comedy about an egomaniac who begins leading a small tribal village. Think Monty Python meets Apocalypse Now." Then the president asked, "Do you do this to everyone who shows up here?" My dad looked at him, and hopped back down wiping makeup off his face. "Well, look who it is. What brings you to this neck of the woods El Presidente?" Obama looked at him and said, "I thought I'd take some time to meet with some voters." My dad chuckled and said, "Well, I didn't vote for ya." The president turns to me and says, "Like father like son, huh? Anyway, I came because I wanted to be there for your son's wedding."
My dad jumped back, and looked at me saying,"Wedding? This is how I have to find out you're engaged? From the President? You can't call once in a while? Paternal betrayal aside, who is this woman you managed to fool?" Evelyn tapped him on the shoulder. "my name is Evelyn. Nice to meet you sir." My dad turned around and looked at her then at me, then her again. He grabbed her hand with both of his, and said "Nice to meet you. Look Evelyn, I know pickin's are slim now that the apocalypse wiped out a good portion of you options, but you could still do way better, but if you're set on him then I'm glad you two decided to get married up here so I could see it. When are the festivities?" I responded, "Well were going to get married in the hospital chapel but I think I have better idea." We decided to have our wedding in the church I grew up in. It's a mile away, but with our Slack-jaw be gone we're gonna clear a path straight to that church, and have us an old fashioned wedding. We're gonna plan for the next few days and on Wednesday we're getting hitched.
Monday, May 27, 2013
Epilouge Part 1
Well that was interesting. For my bachelor party the president brought me Raito, Bruce, and three of the guys from the lab to a large arena. He signaled to the technician up in a room looking over the arena, and the lights turned of, black lights turned on, and, like ninjas, there were secret service officers standing next to each of us. They were wear, as well as holding helmets, vest and gun. They handed us the equipment while the president put his on. He said, "It is you all versus me. We're gonna play a summer camp classic assassinate the president. I wish good luck to you all..." He then slipped into the darkness with some final words, "You're gonna need it." We all stood there looking at each other when i noticed the Secret Service guys had disappeared as quietly and suddenly as they appeared. One of the lab technicians said, "well what are we waiting for! LET'S GET HIM!"
He ran into the darkness, and with sound of compressed air and his girl screams he fell back into our view. He was covered in bright green splatter marks, that glowed under the black lights. Raito said, "Obviously, we're gonna need some more planning." So we huddled around an ammo table. On it were pistols, grenades, and paint knives (Foam knives with a grove along the blade to wick paint across it.). And we laid out a plan, and armed ourselves with the additional weaponry. We actually decided against using the riffles we weren't going into a battle with in numerous enemies. Hand guns would work just fine, and allow us more maneuverability. Bruce was actually able to attach one on the paint knives. using a special all purpose clamp attachment he had made for his prosthetic hand. Raito only grabbed two knives, and a gun. He always preferred little and controlled over quantity and spread. As for me, I went all Rambo on this. I grabbed two guns, and put them in hip holsters, two on my chest, and one on my lower back. a knife on each calf, and one on my chest. Finally a grabbed two more pistols which I would carry.
The lab techs suited up like me but rather then loading up on guns the just brought clips. I warned them it would be faster to just switch to new guns, but they scoff, and one of them said. I'm also taking my assault riffle. I figured it was futile to argue so I just said, "It's your funeral." As we approached the war-zone, I noticed my eyes had now adjusted to the darkness. I could now see about fort feet in front of me. We slowly crept along staying in cover as best we could. Suddenly a noise to our right spooked the lab tech with the M-16, and he released a flurry of fire into the empty air. I signaled to have Bruce and Raito to scout on the left. Suddenly we were rained down upon with heavy fire. we all took cover, but one of the lab techs began firing blindly. We heard a loud thud, and yelp of pain, and the fire stopped. The lab tech ran saying "I got him I got him!" But when he got to his target it was Raito. He had shot one of his own men. I slowly approached and saw his mistake. I was fuming and said, "You moron short controlled bursts. You just downed one of you own guys. Sorry Rait." He had been hit in thos throat so a painfully squeezed out a "It's OK. I'm gonna throw up now." He stood up and walked off the arena floor where he was met by a nurse who made sure he was alright.
Suddenly another flurry of paint came down. I rolled out of the way, and was only nicked on the shoulder. We looked back and saw the lab tech curled up in the fetal position, being pelted by shots. He said "Ow" every time he got hit. I notice it was because his M-16 strap had been caught on a loose nail and it prevented him from rolling properly. I yelled out to him, "Told ya." He stood up, dropped his gun, and ran away, but the shot kept hitting him until he was off the field. Just s he reached the safe zone he was just out of range of the shots. He then stuck his tongue out and said, "Ha can't reach me now can ya?" Just then a shot hit him right in the forehead. I crumpled in pain. That's when I realized. the president wasn't working alone. That shot came a downward facing angle. the other came from straight on. plus the paint color was different. I told the others that there were at least two more enemies. I figured there were at probably the same number of men as there were us. however, we were three men down.
I rallied every one to me I examined the ceiling. It was about twenty feet high and had a turret towards the middle of the room about 3O feet away. That was the only place the guy, who shot the lab tech in the head, could be. I also figured the rest must be on the ground. I told them we were going to all walk about ten feet from each other and slowly sweep the arena. So with the plan set I rolled grabbed the and fired into the turret. I heard someone yell, "I'm hit", and the presidents voice came over the intercom."Congratulations you figured it out. I never go anywhere without my secret service." The intercom cut out an we began our sweep. Bruce was the first to take one out. He shot one of the guys, and then sliced him with the knife leaving a blue glowing line across the guys chest. I got the next guy I saw the white insignia on his arm glow, and I waited on the other side of the obstacle he was hiding behind. I dropped a bullet to draw him out. He came out fired a barrage of paint and notice the cold metal of my muzzle against his temple. I said, "Bang" and pulled the trigger. Don't worry I know even with paint guns it's dangerous to shoot peoples heads so I lowered my aim first. Just then I heard the lab tech say, "I got one!" He dropped his clip and began reloading, but before he could finish another guy showed up and sliced him. Luckily this put him right in my sight so I took him down.
Just then a saw Bruce grappling with one of the guys so I through my second knife at him and got him off Bruce. Bruce said, "I owe ya one." Just then Bruce aimed his gun at me and fired. I flinched but notice I had no Paint on me. I turned around and saw a secret service guy behind me he said, "ah dang it paint got in my eye, that gonna be a pain to wash out." He sulked and walked away. Bruce said, "debt repaid." we both ran together, and took out a few more guys on the way. finally we found a door. We knew the president had to be behind it. Bruce went to open the door when it swung open and a huge splatter of paint covered him. I kicked the guy gun fro m his hand and shot him. Leaving the door way wide open. I peered in and saw waht appeared to be a technicolor oval office. And sitting alone at the desk was the president. His white election winning smile shone under the black light. He said, " I promise we are alone. Come win the game." So I entered and asked, "Why do you have an oval office that glows in black light?" I got closer keeping my gun trained on him, and he said, " Oh it was a fun little project we used to entertain ourselves. I actually did a lot of the work myself. It helped us all get our minds of the whole end of human society thing." By this time i was just on the other side of his desk. "It's actually almost a perfect replica. There are just a few differences." I reached for something in my pocket and asked "like what?" He responded, "oh, stuff like... this!" Suddenly I heard the compressed air release, and felt the sting in my gut. I looked down and saw the muzzle of the hidden gun in his desk. Like I mentioned earlier I was reaching behind my back. I did this because I had a feeling he had something up his sleeve. While we spoke I was pulling the pin on the grenade. As I knelt in my final moments. He came from around his desk, and knelt next to me. He said, I can see why you've survived this plague, you have some smarts, but so do I. I mean I got millions of people to vote for me...twice. Wanting my last words to be memorable. So, I lunged at him released the grenades fuze and said, "I didn't vote for ya!" Just then paint splattered all over the room. We both glowed in bright green. The everyone walked into the room. The president said, "you didn't vote for me?"Everyone was silent until Bruce said, "Awkward." and everyone began laughing. This was one so awesome, and I'm looking forward to my wedding.
He ran into the darkness, and with sound of compressed air and his girl screams he fell back into our view. He was covered in bright green splatter marks, that glowed under the black lights. Raito said, "Obviously, we're gonna need some more planning." So we huddled around an ammo table. On it were pistols, grenades, and paint knives (Foam knives with a grove along the blade to wick paint across it.). And we laid out a plan, and armed ourselves with the additional weaponry. We actually decided against using the riffles we weren't going into a battle with in numerous enemies. Hand guns would work just fine, and allow us more maneuverability. Bruce was actually able to attach one on the paint knives. using a special all purpose clamp attachment he had made for his prosthetic hand. Raito only grabbed two knives, and a gun. He always preferred little and controlled over quantity and spread. As for me, I went all Rambo on this. I grabbed two guns, and put them in hip holsters, two on my chest, and one on my lower back. a knife on each calf, and one on my chest. Finally a grabbed two more pistols which I would carry.
The lab techs suited up like me but rather then loading up on guns the just brought clips. I warned them it would be faster to just switch to new guns, but they scoff, and one of them said. I'm also taking my assault riffle. I figured it was futile to argue so I just said, "It's your funeral." As we approached the war-zone, I noticed my eyes had now adjusted to the darkness. I could now see about fort feet in front of me. We slowly crept along staying in cover as best we could. Suddenly a noise to our right spooked the lab tech with the M-16, and he released a flurry of fire into the empty air. I signaled to have Bruce and Raito to scout on the left. Suddenly we were rained down upon with heavy fire. we all took cover, but one of the lab techs began firing blindly. We heard a loud thud, and yelp of pain, and the fire stopped. The lab tech ran saying "I got him I got him!" But when he got to his target it was Raito. He had shot one of his own men. I slowly approached and saw his mistake. I was fuming and said, "You moron short controlled bursts. You just downed one of you own guys. Sorry Rait." He had been hit in thos throat so a painfully squeezed out a "It's OK. I'm gonna throw up now." He stood up and walked off the arena floor where he was met by a nurse who made sure he was alright.
Suddenly another flurry of paint came down. I rolled out of the way, and was only nicked on the shoulder. We looked back and saw the lab tech curled up in the fetal position, being pelted by shots. He said "Ow" every time he got hit. I notice it was because his M-16 strap had been caught on a loose nail and it prevented him from rolling properly. I yelled out to him, "Told ya." He stood up, dropped his gun, and ran away, but the shot kept hitting him until he was off the field. Just s he reached the safe zone he was just out of range of the shots. He then stuck his tongue out and said, "Ha can't reach me now can ya?" Just then a shot hit him right in the forehead. I crumpled in pain. That's when I realized. the president wasn't working alone. That shot came a downward facing angle. the other came from straight on. plus the paint color was different. I told the others that there were at least two more enemies. I figured there were at probably the same number of men as there were us. however, we were three men down.
I rallied every one to me I examined the ceiling. It was about twenty feet high and had a turret towards the middle of the room about 3O feet away. That was the only place the guy, who shot the lab tech in the head, could be. I also figured the rest must be on the ground. I told them we were going to all walk about ten feet from each other and slowly sweep the arena. So with the plan set I rolled grabbed the and fired into the turret. I heard someone yell, "I'm hit", and the presidents voice came over the intercom."Congratulations you figured it out. I never go anywhere without my secret service." The intercom cut out an we began our sweep. Bruce was the first to take one out. He shot one of the guys, and then sliced him with the knife leaving a blue glowing line across the guys chest. I got the next guy I saw the white insignia on his arm glow, and I waited on the other side of the obstacle he was hiding behind. I dropped a bullet to draw him out. He came out fired a barrage of paint and notice the cold metal of my muzzle against his temple. I said, "Bang" and pulled the trigger. Don't worry I know even with paint guns it's dangerous to shoot peoples heads so I lowered my aim first. Just then I heard the lab tech say, "I got one!" He dropped his clip and began reloading, but before he could finish another guy showed up and sliced him. Luckily this put him right in my sight so I took him down.
Just then a saw Bruce grappling with one of the guys so I through my second knife at him and got him off Bruce. Bruce said, "I owe ya one." Just then Bruce aimed his gun at me and fired. I flinched but notice I had no Paint on me. I turned around and saw a secret service guy behind me he said, "ah dang it paint got in my eye, that gonna be a pain to wash out." He sulked and walked away. Bruce said, "debt repaid." we both ran together, and took out a few more guys on the way. finally we found a door. We knew the president had to be behind it. Bruce went to open the door when it swung open and a huge splatter of paint covered him. I kicked the guy gun fro m his hand and shot him. Leaving the door way wide open. I peered in and saw waht appeared to be a technicolor oval office. And sitting alone at the desk was the president. His white election winning smile shone under the black light. He said, " I promise we are alone. Come win the game." So I entered and asked, "Why do you have an oval office that glows in black light?" I got closer keeping my gun trained on him, and he said, " Oh it was a fun little project we used to entertain ourselves. I actually did a lot of the work myself. It helped us all get our minds of the whole end of human society thing." By this time i was just on the other side of his desk. "It's actually almost a perfect replica. There are just a few differences." I reached for something in my pocket and asked "like what?" He responded, "oh, stuff like... this!" Suddenly I heard the compressed air release, and felt the sting in my gut. I looked down and saw the muzzle of the hidden gun in his desk. Like I mentioned earlier I was reaching behind my back. I did this because I had a feeling he had something up his sleeve. While we spoke I was pulling the pin on the grenade. As I knelt in my final moments. He came from around his desk, and knelt next to me. He said, I can see why you've survived this plague, you have some smarts, but so do I. I mean I got millions of people to vote for me...twice. Wanting my last words to be memorable. So, I lunged at him released the grenades fuze and said, "I didn't vote for ya!" Just then paint splattered all over the room. We both glowed in bright green. The everyone walked into the room. The president said, "you didn't vote for me?"Everyone was silent until Bruce said, "Awkward." and everyone began laughing. This was one so awesome, and I'm looking forward to my wedding.
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Bright Future Ahead
Today we figured it would be best to not to kill Oliver. Even though he carried out the orders of a mad man, we let him live. We did however strand him ten mile out side of the city with a machete, and enough provision for a week or so, but gosh darn it I think I accidentally left my brand new megaphone alarm clock in his bag. Raito made it for me, and I hope it doesn't cause him any trouble. I had set it for 5 o'clock, right when the slack jaws start gettin' feisty, and that thing can be heard for up to a mile. I'm sure he'll be fine.
Anyway, we've been making plans for the big trip. We'll be leaving Friday morning. Our first stop will be the hospital I left my father in charge of. We want to get him the cure and the vaccine so he start giving it to everyone that shows up. I wonder how many people have been added since we left. I really hope everything has gone smoothly. For some more great news the researchers here have found a way to weaponize the cure against the slack jaws. The best part is any gun can fire them. We'll be leaving the equipment needed to convert the ammunition. It's as simple as replacing the lead bullets with these special plastic ones which survive the firing, but break on impact, and releases a fast acting form of the cure into the slack jaw, and kills the fungus holding them together. They also made special smoke grenades which permeate the slack jaws systems. These new gadgets destroys them in seconds. We're calling them Anti-Slack Jaw (ASJ) weapons
Finally one last bit of news. On Friday the president will be flying with us to Concord, as well as a army Chaplin. We will be having a small wedding ceremony at the hospital. The president has ordered a tux and a wedding dress be made for us. I can't wait to tie the knot, and I glad all my surviving friend and my father will see it. I'm just sad that my mother couldn't be there to ball her eyes out, but I know she'll be watching from heaven... wow that sounded cheesy in my head, but in it's even worse in text. Well, I gotta get going I have a bachelor party to go to. The president said something about the military training facility and paintball guns.
All in all I feel as though the night mare is over. The clouds are lifting and we can see the future ahead. It has been a long hard road, but that is behind us. Now armed with knowledge, science, and good friends I can't see any major obstacles ahead. Sure, life won't be peaches and cream anymore, but it never really was. Life will always have it's trials, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Trial grow as people, make us stronger, and draw us closer to those we care about. I will never forget the friends, and family I've lost, nor the lesson they and God have taught me through this time. Tomorrow begins the first day of the rest of our lives.
Anyway, we've been making plans for the big trip. We'll be leaving Friday morning. Our first stop will be the hospital I left my father in charge of. We want to get him the cure and the vaccine so he start giving it to everyone that shows up. I wonder how many people have been added since we left. I really hope everything has gone smoothly. For some more great news the researchers here have found a way to weaponize the cure against the slack jaws. The best part is any gun can fire them. We'll be leaving the equipment needed to convert the ammunition. It's as simple as replacing the lead bullets with these special plastic ones which survive the firing, but break on impact, and releases a fast acting form of the cure into the slack jaw, and kills the fungus holding them together. They also made special smoke grenades which permeate the slack jaws systems. These new gadgets destroys them in seconds. We're calling them Anti-Slack Jaw (ASJ) weapons
Finally one last bit of news. On Friday the president will be flying with us to Concord, as well as a army Chaplin. We will be having a small wedding ceremony at the hospital. The president has ordered a tux and a wedding dress be made for us. I can't wait to tie the knot, and I glad all my surviving friend and my father will see it. I'm just sad that my mother couldn't be there to ball her eyes out, but I know she'll be watching from heaven... wow that sounded cheesy in my head, but in it's even worse in text. Well, I gotta get going I have a bachelor party to go to. The president said something about the military training facility and paintball guns.
All in all I feel as though the night mare is over. The clouds are lifting and we can see the future ahead. It has been a long hard road, but that is behind us. Now armed with knowledge, science, and good friends I can't see any major obstacles ahead. Sure, life won't be peaches and cream anymore, but it never really was. Life will always have it's trials, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Trial grow as people, make us stronger, and draw us closer to those we care about. I will never forget the friends, and family I've lost, nor the lesson they and God have taught me through this time. Tomorrow begins the first day of the rest of our lives.
Friday, May 24, 2013
Blood on My Hands
I have done, what I have feared doing, and yet what I have wanted to do since the Ucen. the night after I found out Evelyn and the president had been kidnapped I didn't sleep. I spent the night preparing for and executing a rescue attempt. Me and Raito built some weapon from chemical and gear we could find around the common areas. We made smoke bombs from some emergency flairs, and used the springs in our beds to make cross bows. You may be wondering why we didn't just let the secret service take care of it, well they were moving to slow. They wanted to wait till morning and negotiate, but I know Quentin. he doesn't negotiate. once he's decided he's gonna kill you, he will stop at nothing until you're dead. As we ran for the other side of the complex. We heard Oliver and Grace walking. We hid in some lockers and peered out the slits on the door. I could see them walk a couple doors down from me they were out of site but I heard Grace say, "Oliver why do we follow this guy?" "Because he' a good leader." said Oliver. Grace Continued," I don't know, I've been thinking, sure we've had ultimate freedom with Quentin, but lately it's felt more like cage. For the first time I'm thinking back on the things I've done and I am sickened. My actions are coming back to haunt me, and it's crushing my heart. I regret the things I've done, and I want to apologize to all those I've hurt, but they've all been killed and it's to late."
Oliver responded, "Sis, quite talkin' forgiveness, what's done is done, live in the now, forget the past, and don't care about the future. All this forgiveness talk and you're sounding like mom." Grace sigh and said," Mom... I miss her Oliver." Oliver got angry and yelled, "you miss that bible thumping, holy roller. She never approved of us. We were never good enough for her. I'm glad she got turned, so I don't have to ever hear her chastisements again." Grace slapped Oliver across the face. "Don't you dare say that about her. She was still our mother, and now that I think about it she was right to rebuke us. Look at what we've become. We've killed dozens of people because some psychopath told us to. I realize now she was hard on us because she saw where we were headed and she loved us enough to try and pull us from that. Quentin only keeps us around because we help him gain power, the moment one of us no longer becomes useful he'll kill us. The only reason he let me live, after getting bitten, was because of his sick attachment to me, being the only girl." Oliver pause and said. "You know what you better stay out here for a while and cool off. I don't want you pissin' Quentin off, and where is that moron with the meat sacks." Just as Oliver said that I heard the loud thumps of the feet of Quentin's muscleman, Dolph. I also heard the shuffle of feet with him. Maybe it was the hostages.
Slowly Dolph approached I heard Oliver yell, "hurry up you infinite mass." Dolph passed us and I could see chains, but it was difficult to see through such narrow slits. two silhouettes with bags tied down over their heads shambled into view. I hoped that it was the president and Evelyn, but I quickly began praying that it wasn't. Because one of the masked figures lunged at the lockers and began gnawing through the bag and at the locker to my left. I couldn't remember was Raito to my left or right. I heard Dolph smack the slack-jaw, and open the locker. he said "what have we hear?" I feared that we were discovered. Until I heard the rustle of a paper bag. Apparently they was a bag lunch in the locker next to me and the slack-jaw smelled the rotting tune sandwich. he threw the sandwich at the slack-jaw and said, "Hungry? knock yourself out." the slack-jaw smashed the sandwich against it's bag but couldn't get it through. They continued on into a room down the hall.
Raito jumped right out of his locker but I had problems with mine. Raito had to let me out. I asked, " how did you get out so easily?" he responded, "it was easy I had a lot of practice getting out of lockers in middle school." we headed down the hall to the door they went in. It was unlocked Raito peeked in and saw that it was empty. We crept in and went to the door across from us, this time we heard voices on the other side. There was vent connecting the two room Raito got on a table and looked through. He could see Quentin, and his gang all talking. The hostages were tied up in the middle of the room, and the slack-jaws were chained to a pipe on the far end. We had to be delicate.
We waited for a little bit to see if an opportunity would arise, and it did. Raito accidentally knock over a box and the noise caused Quentin to send Oliver in to check out the noise. Me and Raito hid as best we could. Luckily a rat scurried across the floor and Oliver said, "It was just rat." Luckily this didn't satisfy Quentin. He said, "Go check the hall way, just in case." Oliver turned and closed the door behind him, and we took our chance. as soon as the door closed, we jumped from cover. Raito got a rope around Oliver's neck and I hit him over the head with a nearby Pipe. We had to catch him before he hit the ground so he wouldn't make to much noise. However, Quentin still got suspicious. "What's goin' on in there?" We had to think fast so I did my best impersonation of weasel and said, "I'm fine, I just tripped." We then picked up Oliver's unconscious body, carried him out the other door, and tied him up. By the time we got back to the outer room, I heard Quentin say, "That moron is taking to long. Dolph go check on him." This time we had a little more trouble. When Raito jumped him he just grabbed him and threw him across the room. I tired to fight him but he was just to big. I stabbed him in the shoulder and he didn't even slow down, He Sparta kicked and i landed ten feet away from him. This gave me just enough time to load a round in my crossbow. Just as he wrapped his massive hands around my I got the cross bow under his chin, and fired. The blood splashed on my face, I got sick I almost passed out from the shock. Dolph stumbled back removing his hands from my throat to clench his own. He pulled out the makeshift arrow, and feel backwards with a large thud and a small gurgle I watched the life leave his eyes. I had just taken the life of a human a fellow human being, not a lifeless shambling corpse, a living breathing man.
Although I didn't have time to dwell on this, because as soon as Quentin called out to Dolph, and he didn't respond. Raito and I were showered in a flurry of lead. We took cover, but no before a bullet grazed my cheek taken a significant chunk out. Then I heard it that miraculous sound. It was the sound of the firing mechanism jamming in Quentin's gun. I heard him trow down his gun, and pull out his pistol. I heard him pull the hammer back, and say,"walk away, or I put a bullet in your girlfriends stomach, and throw her to the meat bags." I froze in my steps, and remembered what Grace had said earlier. I called out to her, "Grace, I heard what you said in the hallway. You don't have to follow him." As I spoke I looked through the vent. I saw Quentin with his gun pointed at Evelyn. It was a revolver six shooter. I didn't know if my word were landing with Grace, but they sure were pissing Quentin off. "He is no great leader, he's a coward." Quentin Heard me say this from the vent and fired three rounds into the vent. I dived out just in time. That's when it hit me. He only has three shots left.
So I picked up the pipe I used to knock Oliver out, and I said, "He has time and time again made you kill. You murder two people back in UCSB because he told you to." as I said this I taped the wall a couple feet from me and just as I hoped he shot a round right where I made the noise. I continued pissing him off, "You know he is evil, he has made you lose your humanity. Retake it from him, help us." Quentin let off another round, this one barely missed me. "Please Grace, do it for your parents!" That's when I heard a gunshot inside the other room but no bullet came through the wall. I yelled for Evelyn and she responded, I heard the president say, "We're fine too, thanks for asking." So I knew Quentin was of ammo, so I decided to make an entrance. I loaded a crossbow, set off two smoke bomb in the room, and kicked down the door. I looked at Quentin, and I saw where to bullet had gone. He had shot Grace who was still alive but clutching her stomach. Quentin scramble for another gun but put crossbow to head and told him to put his hands on his head. Which he did. Raito tied up his hands and held on to him I went and untied Evelyn and the other hostages. I told them to head to the medical center, get checked out, and send someone here to help Grace. I went over to Grace, she had lost a lot of blood. She was dying the doctor wouldn't be able to make it. I held her hand as she began to cry. She asked,"Jake, is it to late for forgiveness am I damned?" I looked her int he eyes, and told her, "No, your past means nothing, Christ will forgive you, even if humans won't. All you need do is ask." She smiled, and said then I guess I'll see you again someday, and with those words she breathed her last. Tears began to stream down my face, I closed her eyes and folded her hand over the wound.
I heard Quentin scoff behind me. "Ha, she was weak, she deserved to suffer more. Just like all of you. That's why I keep living." The anger boiled within my heart, and I said, "NO! You live because I let you. I could have put an arrow through your face and know one would think less of me for it. Heck I probably could still do it and no one would care. You're the weak one. You take the easy way out kill your problems and they go away. It takes strength to deal with them and learn to live with it. You think I'm weak, well who's the one tied up right now? " Quentin gave a dark smirk and said, "Not me." He had a knife in his back pocket which he used to cut the rope. He punched Raito, knocking him out, and lunged at me. I shot him with the cross bow. but it hit him in the side of the gut. I didn't have enough time to aim. I used the crossbow to knock the knife out of his hand. I then ducked when he took a swing at me. While ducking I punched the arrow which stuck out of his side. He screamed in pain, I grabbed his throat, and slammed him up against the wall. He Said, "You won't kill me, you don't have the guts." I said, "Correction I won't kill you because I have a heart, but that doesn't mean a won't put you with your kind."
"My kind?", he said. I simply looked at the slack-jaws on the other side of the room. He looked back at me and said, "No, no please!" His pleading fell on death ears, as I walked him across the room, he kicked and fought but the arrow in his torso made him weak. The slack-jaw had gotten excited with all the blood in the air. They were pulling at their chains. I brought him just out of reach. The slack jaws' nail were rubbing against him he kept pleading and pleading, and I was ready to throw him at the, but that still small voice returned and told me, "No, let him one last chance." So I threw him to the ground out of the reach of the slack-jaws. I began to walk away, "I'll be locking you in here, and the authorities will do with you what they see fit." When I turned my back he grabbed his knife from the ground and ran at me yelling, "I'll teach you to turn your back to me." As he moved forward I spun around and kicked him. He flew 15 feet, and hit a wall. As he stood up his arm got tangled in a chain, and he looked to see the chain was attached on on end to a pipe, and the other end to a slack-jaw. He screamed as they dug into his flesh and began to devour him. I then picked Raito up, closed the doors behind me, picked Oliver up in the hall, and brought them both to hospital. For the next few days I stayed in my room. I wept, prayed, and came to term with what had just happened. I now present this to you. I hope this was the last major obsticle in our way as we begin distributing the cure.
Oliver responded, "Sis, quite talkin' forgiveness, what's done is done, live in the now, forget the past, and don't care about the future. All this forgiveness talk and you're sounding like mom." Grace sigh and said," Mom... I miss her Oliver." Oliver got angry and yelled, "you miss that bible thumping, holy roller. She never approved of us. We were never good enough for her. I'm glad she got turned, so I don't have to ever hear her chastisements again." Grace slapped Oliver across the face. "Don't you dare say that about her. She was still our mother, and now that I think about it she was right to rebuke us. Look at what we've become. We've killed dozens of people because some psychopath told us to. I realize now she was hard on us because she saw where we were headed and she loved us enough to try and pull us from that. Quentin only keeps us around because we help him gain power, the moment one of us no longer becomes useful he'll kill us. The only reason he let me live, after getting bitten, was because of his sick attachment to me, being the only girl." Oliver pause and said. "You know what you better stay out here for a while and cool off. I don't want you pissin' Quentin off, and where is that moron with the meat sacks." Just as Oliver said that I heard the loud thumps of the feet of Quentin's muscleman, Dolph. I also heard the shuffle of feet with him. Maybe it was the hostages.
Slowly Dolph approached I heard Oliver yell, "hurry up you infinite mass." Dolph passed us and I could see chains, but it was difficult to see through such narrow slits. two silhouettes with bags tied down over their heads shambled into view. I hoped that it was the president and Evelyn, but I quickly began praying that it wasn't. Because one of the masked figures lunged at the lockers and began gnawing through the bag and at the locker to my left. I couldn't remember was Raito to my left or right. I heard Dolph smack the slack-jaw, and open the locker. he said "what have we hear?" I feared that we were discovered. Until I heard the rustle of a paper bag. Apparently they was a bag lunch in the locker next to me and the slack-jaw smelled the rotting tune sandwich. he threw the sandwich at the slack-jaw and said, "Hungry? knock yourself out." the slack-jaw smashed the sandwich against it's bag but couldn't get it through. They continued on into a room down the hall.
Raito jumped right out of his locker but I had problems with mine. Raito had to let me out. I asked, " how did you get out so easily?" he responded, "it was easy I had a lot of practice getting out of lockers in middle school." we headed down the hall to the door they went in. It was unlocked Raito peeked in and saw that it was empty. We crept in and went to the door across from us, this time we heard voices on the other side. There was vent connecting the two room Raito got on a table and looked through. He could see Quentin, and his gang all talking. The hostages were tied up in the middle of the room, and the slack-jaws were chained to a pipe on the far end. We had to be delicate.
We waited for a little bit to see if an opportunity would arise, and it did. Raito accidentally knock over a box and the noise caused Quentin to send Oliver in to check out the noise. Me and Raito hid as best we could. Luckily a rat scurried across the floor and Oliver said, "It was just rat." Luckily this didn't satisfy Quentin. He said, "Go check the hall way, just in case." Oliver turned and closed the door behind him, and we took our chance. as soon as the door closed, we jumped from cover. Raito got a rope around Oliver's neck and I hit him over the head with a nearby Pipe. We had to catch him before he hit the ground so he wouldn't make to much noise. However, Quentin still got suspicious. "What's goin' on in there?" We had to think fast so I did my best impersonation of weasel and said, "I'm fine, I just tripped." We then picked up Oliver's unconscious body, carried him out the other door, and tied him up. By the time we got back to the outer room, I heard Quentin say, "That moron is taking to long. Dolph go check on him." This time we had a little more trouble. When Raito jumped him he just grabbed him and threw him across the room. I tired to fight him but he was just to big. I stabbed him in the shoulder and he didn't even slow down, He Sparta kicked and i landed ten feet away from him. This gave me just enough time to load a round in my crossbow. Just as he wrapped his massive hands around my I got the cross bow under his chin, and fired. The blood splashed on my face, I got sick I almost passed out from the shock. Dolph stumbled back removing his hands from my throat to clench his own. He pulled out the makeshift arrow, and feel backwards with a large thud and a small gurgle I watched the life leave his eyes. I had just taken the life of a human a fellow human being, not a lifeless shambling corpse, a living breathing man.
Although I didn't have time to dwell on this, because as soon as Quentin called out to Dolph, and he didn't respond. Raito and I were showered in a flurry of lead. We took cover, but no before a bullet grazed my cheek taken a significant chunk out. Then I heard it that miraculous sound. It was the sound of the firing mechanism jamming in Quentin's gun. I heard him trow down his gun, and pull out his pistol. I heard him pull the hammer back, and say,"walk away, or I put a bullet in your girlfriends stomach, and throw her to the meat bags." I froze in my steps, and remembered what Grace had said earlier. I called out to her, "Grace, I heard what you said in the hallway. You don't have to follow him." As I spoke I looked through the vent. I saw Quentin with his gun pointed at Evelyn. It was a revolver six shooter. I didn't know if my word were landing with Grace, but they sure were pissing Quentin off. "He is no great leader, he's a coward." Quentin Heard me say this from the vent and fired three rounds into the vent. I dived out just in time. That's when it hit me. He only has three shots left.
So I picked up the pipe I used to knock Oliver out, and I said, "He has time and time again made you kill. You murder two people back in UCSB because he told you to." as I said this I taped the wall a couple feet from me and just as I hoped he shot a round right where I made the noise. I continued pissing him off, "You know he is evil, he has made you lose your humanity. Retake it from him, help us." Quentin let off another round, this one barely missed me. "Please Grace, do it for your parents!" That's when I heard a gunshot inside the other room but no bullet came through the wall. I yelled for Evelyn and she responded, I heard the president say, "We're fine too, thanks for asking." So I knew Quentin was of ammo, so I decided to make an entrance. I loaded a crossbow, set off two smoke bomb in the room, and kicked down the door. I looked at Quentin, and I saw where to bullet had gone. He had shot Grace who was still alive but clutching her stomach. Quentin scramble for another gun but put crossbow to head and told him to put his hands on his head. Which he did. Raito tied up his hands and held on to him I went and untied Evelyn and the other hostages. I told them to head to the medical center, get checked out, and send someone here to help Grace. I went over to Grace, she had lost a lot of blood. She was dying the doctor wouldn't be able to make it. I held her hand as she began to cry. She asked,"Jake, is it to late for forgiveness am I damned?" I looked her int he eyes, and told her, "No, your past means nothing, Christ will forgive you, even if humans won't. All you need do is ask." She smiled, and said then I guess I'll see you again someday, and with those words she breathed her last. Tears began to stream down my face, I closed her eyes and folded her hand over the wound.
I heard Quentin scoff behind me. "Ha, she was weak, she deserved to suffer more. Just like all of you. That's why I keep living." The anger boiled within my heart, and I said, "NO! You live because I let you. I could have put an arrow through your face and know one would think less of me for it. Heck I probably could still do it and no one would care. You're the weak one. You take the easy way out kill your problems and they go away. It takes strength to deal with them and learn to live with it. You think I'm weak, well who's the one tied up right now? " Quentin gave a dark smirk and said, "Not me." He had a knife in his back pocket which he used to cut the rope. He punched Raito, knocking him out, and lunged at me. I shot him with the cross bow. but it hit him in the side of the gut. I didn't have enough time to aim. I used the crossbow to knock the knife out of his hand. I then ducked when he took a swing at me. While ducking I punched the arrow which stuck out of his side. He screamed in pain, I grabbed his throat, and slammed him up against the wall. He Said, "You won't kill me, you don't have the guts." I said, "Correction I won't kill you because I have a heart, but that doesn't mean a won't put you with your kind."
"My kind?", he said. I simply looked at the slack-jaws on the other side of the room. He looked back at me and said, "No, no please!" His pleading fell on death ears, as I walked him across the room, he kicked and fought but the arrow in his torso made him weak. The slack-jaw had gotten excited with all the blood in the air. They were pulling at their chains. I brought him just out of reach. The slack jaws' nail were rubbing against him he kept pleading and pleading, and I was ready to throw him at the, but that still small voice returned and told me, "No, let him one last chance." So I threw him to the ground out of the reach of the slack-jaws. I began to walk away, "I'll be locking you in here, and the authorities will do with you what they see fit." When I turned my back he grabbed his knife from the ground and ran at me yelling, "I'll teach you to turn your back to me." As he moved forward I spun around and kicked him. He flew 15 feet, and hit a wall. As he stood up his arm got tangled in a chain, and he looked to see the chain was attached on on end to a pipe, and the other end to a slack-jaw. He screamed as they dug into his flesh and began to devour him. I then picked Raito up, closed the doors behind me, picked Oliver up in the hall, and brought them both to hospital. For the next few days I stayed in my room. I wept, prayed, and came to term with what had just happened. I now present this to you. I hope this was the last major obsticle in our way as we begin distributing the cure.
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Stand Off
I don't have the strength to say much today. Quentin has escaped custody killed four people, and taken the president, Evelyn, and other staff hostage. He said he's gonna get some slack jaws turn them and send them into the compound. We don't have long. We have to get in their and end him once and for all.
Friday, May 17, 2013
Bruised
A couple days ago I was checking on Grace, because they were finally gonna get grace out of sedation. Problem is when she woke up she was delirious, this would usually come with grogginess, but she physically snapped right out of sedation, and started attacking the physicians Quentin was in the room but just sat back and watched with a smirk on his face. Grace threw one of the guys through the two way mirror. Everything happened in slow motion. I looked at her. She was practically foaming at the mouth. Then I looked at Quentin, who stood up with a look of pleasant surprise. he cracked his knuckles, and started walking towards me. Once they started approaching me it was like time was trying to catch up because everything happened so fast. I managed to knock Grace unconscious but Quentin over powered me. We were alone in the observation room. His hands were tightly around my neck. I felt a pressure of the blood collecting in my face.
He began laughing, and said, "well, well, well, look who it is, Mr. Goody-two-shoes. I told you this wasn't over. Now I'm gonna squeeze the life outta ya." All I could do is gasp and look into his evil eyes. Eyes truly are the windows to the , and even with their bright blue color, Quentin's were as dead and filled with darkness as Hell itself. This man is an embodiment of evil. I tried saying "you won't get away with this", but all I could do was choke out the cadence. Quentin said, "I'm sure I will get away with killing you", I don't know if it was just a coincidence he said that, or if he had throttled so many people, that he had gained an ear for choked speech. He continued, "I'll just say I woke up and saw you all fighting with Grace, and I jumped to her defense. I'm sure they'll kick us out, but they won't kill me. Plus, it's worth it to kill you after how you humiliated me in front of all those people." After He finished his little speech his gripped tightened I felt blood vessel in my eyes pop, it all started get dark, the last thing I saw was two prongs hit Quentin in the shoulder and neck as he began convulsing.
The next thing I know I'm waking up two days later in a hospital bed. I sat up with much difficulty and saw that Evelyn was asleep at the foot of my bed. I leaned over and kissed her cheek. She slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw I was awake she threw her arm around my neck and kissed me. This of course made me scream in pain, and made her recoil back. She apologized and I tried to speak but all that came out was garbled speech. The doctor said they had to reconstruct my larynx, and that I wouldn't be able to talk for a couple days while it healed. I spent the rest of the day getting visits from everyone. at the end of the day the doctor let me leave, so Evelyn and I went to the rec room to watch princess bride. While we watched the president walked in saying, Hey I saw you two in here so I thought I'd come and check in on you. I brought popcorn. Are you watching Princess Bride? I haven't seen this in so long. Mind if I join you?" I really wanted to be alone with Evelyn, but how could I say no to the president. He sat down next to me, and started munching away on popcorn. I am still amazed that this is the leader of our nation. Even with the space invader. I had a nice time. Evelyn fell asleep on my shoulder which was adorable. Then Obama did to. Which was a little weird, but you know what Quentin is locked away, I'm engaged, and we have the cure. I think I can handle a little executive saliva on my shoulder.
He began laughing, and said, "well, well, well, look who it is, Mr. Goody-two-shoes. I told you this wasn't over. Now I'm gonna squeeze the life outta ya." All I could do is gasp and look into his evil eyes. Eyes truly are the windows to the , and even with their bright blue color, Quentin's were as dead and filled with darkness as Hell itself. This man is an embodiment of evil. I tried saying "you won't get away with this", but all I could do was choke out the cadence. Quentin said, "I'm sure I will get away with killing you", I don't know if it was just a coincidence he said that, or if he had throttled so many people, that he had gained an ear for choked speech. He continued, "I'll just say I woke up and saw you all fighting with Grace, and I jumped to her defense. I'm sure they'll kick us out, but they won't kill me. Plus, it's worth it to kill you after how you humiliated me in front of all those people." After He finished his little speech his gripped tightened I felt blood vessel in my eyes pop, it all started get dark, the last thing I saw was two prongs hit Quentin in the shoulder and neck as he began convulsing.
The next thing I know I'm waking up two days later in a hospital bed. I sat up with much difficulty and saw that Evelyn was asleep at the foot of my bed. I leaned over and kissed her cheek. She slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw I was awake she threw her arm around my neck and kissed me. This of course made me scream in pain, and made her recoil back. She apologized and I tried to speak but all that came out was garbled speech. The doctor said they had to reconstruct my larynx, and that I wouldn't be able to talk for a couple days while it healed. I spent the rest of the day getting visits from everyone. at the end of the day the doctor let me leave, so Evelyn and I went to the rec room to watch princess bride. While we watched the president walked in saying, Hey I saw you two in here so I thought I'd come and check in on you. I brought popcorn. Are you watching Princess Bride? I haven't seen this in so long. Mind if I join you?" I really wanted to be alone with Evelyn, but how could I say no to the president. He sat down next to me, and started munching away on popcorn. I am still amazed that this is the leader of our nation. Even with the space invader. I had a nice time. Evelyn fell asleep on my shoulder which was adorable. Then Obama did to. Which was a little weird, but you know what Quentin is locked away, I'm engaged, and we have the cure. I think I can handle a little executive saliva on my shoulder.
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